Healing. When I first think about this term I think of whether or not it can actually occur. I have actually seen people become physically healed in a church or when I was in another country so I know that it can actually happen physically. But today I was in my car driving home from school and I started to think about emotional healing, or maybe a better term is God’s ability to heal your spirit. I know that when a person truly decides to make Jesus lord of his or her life, sins are forgiven. We are made new. I really like that, I think it’s pretty awesome and hard to grasp, but that’s just a side note. But then there is that “sanctification” process you know that continual working towards “holiness”… or in other words God continually works in us and teaches us so that we can be more like him (not a legit definition just my words). I think that although I know God is supposed to be the one who works in me to constantly mold me into who God asks me to be, I often would rather try to do this on my own. Yes, I know that I do need to put effort in, I need to read his word, pray, put the time in but I think that I have started to believe that me doing my part is the only thing that has an effect on my changed heart. When that is simply not the case. In my car today I kinda lowered my music and started to pray, it’s an hour drive so sometimes this is what I’ll do. When I was praying I asked God to heal me. To heal my heart. Because I simply cannot do that. Only he can. And I’m not gonna downplay this, it was a pretty awesome moment. The realization that I can’t do anything to earn God’s grace and mercy, he simply wants to heal me because he loves me. This realization is what causes me to want to live for him, not anything I can do. This realization is what continually allows me to grow, and move forward in Christ.
Sometimes I think because I am so influenced by society I think that Christianity can be likened to a self- help book. If I do this, this, and that.. then I can be healed, then I can stop struggling with this sin. If that was the case, then why did Jesus die for me? I think that it actually starts with Jesus, his ability to heal, and our willingness to ask. I think it is about our willingness to ask him to guide us, speak to us, and transform us every day.
“You say that’s exactly how this grace thing works. It’s not the long walk home that will change this heart, But the welcome I receive at the restart” – Mumford and Sons (just a song lyric that came to mind)
it seems that there is no step by step guide on the topic besides just asking for help. i believe no matter what happens he answers. maybe not in the physical but like you said the emotional. we all have bodies that die but it’s our souls that last forever so maybe the healing somebody seeks gets answered in various ways.